ARLENE

I heaved a sigh as I ran my hands through my hair. The annual charity was a month away, and I needed to prepare adequately for it.

I had to come up with something that would leave the guests marveling at the artistry, but as I tried to sketch what I wanted to do, I kept coming up with nothing. I tossed my pencil, closed the notepad, and laid my head against the table.

My life had taken turns that left me feeling overwhelmed, and all I could do was watch closely and focus on the things I could control.

The design for the event was supposed to be...